Hot Search Incoming: The Yandere Heiress’s Wife-Chasing Livestream - Chapter 33

Gu Zhichou didn’t change the scene, indicating that there was more plot to unfold at home.

She sighed and slumped back against the bed.

“I won’t see her,” she muttered. “She can come back if she wants. What’s it to me?”

Zhizhi, why don’t you go see her? Just for us to see?

Yeah, we’ve been reading this story for so long and still haven’t met your parents!

Please, we’ll do anything…

As soon as Shi Mi left, the bullet comments swarmed out like a flock of sheep.

Gu Zhichou rolled her eyes and decided to ignore them.

Curiosity killed the cat, you know?

How could she not remember what her own mother looked like?

Gu Zhichou’s pupils constricted sharply, her hand flying to her head as her brow furrowed.

Wait…

She really couldn’t remember.

Was it because her mother had been gone for so long?

Frustrated, Gu Zhichou flipped over and buried her face in the pillow, inhaling Shi Mi’s lingering scent.

They used the same shower gel—it smelled heavenly.

She grinned foolishly, then snapped back to reality with a sour expression.

“Gu Zhichou, Gu Zhichou, what nonsense are you thinking?”

Her body moved of its own accord.

Gu Zhichou yawned.

Fine, I’ll go even if I don’t want to.

It seemed the malevolent author had finally decided to introduce her parents.

Hopefully, they’re not here to nag me about going to work.

As Gu Zhichou descended the stairs, she spotted her mother lounging on the sofa, eating fruit and watching TV.

Even though her memories were hazy, seeing her mother always evoked a strange sense of familiarity.

Xia Zhaoxun turned, her gaze momentarily cold before shifting into an enthusiastic smile.

“Zhizhi, you’re here! Did you miss Mom? I brought you your favorite biscuit.”

Gu Zhichou glanced at the poorly presented biscuit on the table and frowned. “Are you sure this is my favorite?”

Even a dog would shake its head at this.

This time, the plot only controlled her body, not her freedom of speech.

So, despite Gu Zhichou’s verbal disdain, her body moved to sit beside Xia Zhaoxun, who immediately pulled her into a tight embrace.

The overwhelming, acrid smell of cosmetics assaulted Gu Zhichou’s senses, nearly making her gag. She couldn’t push Xia Zhaoxun away.

Xia Zhaoxun chuckled awkwardly and pushed the biscuit aside. She gestured at Gu Zhichou’s height and asked, “How did you grow so tall? By the way, how old are you now?”

Gu Zhichou: ?

Her face darkened as she gritted her teeth. “If you didn’t want to come back, you didn’t have to.”

Seeing you just makes things more annoying.

However, even she didn’t know her own age.

The author probably hadn’t bothered to specify it in the character settings.

Still, she was old enough to have worked for several years, so she couldn’t be that young.

Hearing this, Xia Zhaoxun waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t be silly, of course Mom would come back to see you.”

“Your grandmother misses you. Why don’t you come visit the old mansion?”

The old mansion?

The Xia Family’s ancestral home, though still within the city, was quite far from here.

Gu Zhichou patted her head, realizing she had no memory of the place.

She didn’t particularly want to go to an unfamiliar place, but her body had already nodded in agreement.

Both the Xia and Gu families were prestigious clans, and their marriage had been a match of equal status.

However, the matriarch of the Xia Family—her grandmother—disliked the city’s clamor and chose to live separately in a secluded estate.

“You can’t go, Zhizhi. You’ve never been back to the Xia Family before.”

“That place is so feudal… the Gu Family is much better.”

Gu Zhichou narrowed her beautiful eyes. Had she really never met her grandmother?

She had no memory of it. Was this a new backstory the author had added?

Did Xia Zhaoxun not know she’d never been there before?

Why was she being asked to return?

“Where’s my father?”

Xia Zhaoxun replied calmly, “He should be back soon.”

“Are you tired, Zhizhi? Would you like to go to bed first?”

Gu Zhichou was about to refuse when she inexplicably yawned.

“I’m not…”

Another long yawn escaped her.

“I’m not sleepy…”

Tears welled up in her eyes from exhaustion, drawing Xia Zhaoxun’s mockery.

“Still claiming you’re not tired after all that?”

Gu Zhichou wanted to slap herself. Why did she have to get sleepy now, forcing her to go to bed?

Why couldn’t she stay?

What were they hiding from her?

Gu Zhichou slowly climbed the stairs, only regaining control of herself after entering her room.

With a quick glance, she cracked the door open a sliver and peered downstairs.

A man had entered—presumably her father.

Gu Zhichou found it absurd that she couldn’t even recognize her own parents in this role.

This is ridiculous, she thought. I’m going to find out what they’re hiding.

But after eavesdropping for a while, she only heard mundane conversation.

The two acted as polite as guests, seemingly deeply in love.

For the first time, Gu Zhichou doubted her intuition.

A quick glance at the bullet comments revealed nothing suspicious.

Everyone claimed Gu Zhichou’s parents were famously devoted to each other.

Could it really be true?

Gu Zhichou crouched by the door, looking like a scholar stealing light through a wall.

Except he stole light; she stole secrets.

Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. She realized she had fallen asleep while crouching.

As expected, the first thing she saw when she looked up was a barrage of mocking comments directed at her.

There were even bets on when she would wake up.

Gu Zhichou pressed her hand to her forehead.

Why won’t the author cut to a different scene when it’s clearly time to?

Is it because they don’t want to, or…?

Gu Zhichou’s gaze gradually turned cold.

They can’t cut away.

Because the events outside haven’t been fully narrated yet.

She had woken up late, only to see her father wiping his forehead with a tissue.

Lan Hui stood beside him, her face etched with worry.

The man casually wiped the bl00d from his head, grabbed his briefcase, and left the Gu family mansion.

Despite its grandeur, the vast house ultimately remained occupied by Gu Zhichou alone.

Though the butler and housekeeper ensured her daily needs were met, there were few people she could truly talk to.

Xia Zhaoxun sat cross-legged on the sofa, a cigarette dangling from her lips as she exhaled smoke rings.

Finally, as if remembering something, she stubbed out the cigarette.

Her red lips pursed slightly as she glanced back at the direction of Gu Zhichou’s room before leaving as well.

Gu Zhichou stood up, but her legs buckled, nearly sending her crashing to the floor.

Damn, I forgot I’d been squatting for so long.

She gripped her aching lower back, leaning against the wall, her face a mask of frustration.

“This numb, tingling sensation… I only ever felt it…”

…frequently during kisses with Shi Mi.

How come half my body is completely numb now?

Gu Zhichou muttered to herself, It must be because I kissed that person for too long.

Like kidney deficiency.

Right, definitely drained. How am I supposed to chase after girls now?

Zhizhi has a girlfriend? How did I not know?

Scroll back. It’s that delivery guy.

Gu Zhichou’s lips twitched. You’re the ones with kidney deficiency! Your whole family has kidney deficiency!

Besides, she clearly…

Suddenly, she remembered her passionate night with Shi Mi, and her ears flushed crimson.

The other woman’s warmth, her softness, and the way her fingers felt as she wrote in Gu Zhichou’s palm—all of it made her miss her terribly.

Gu Zhichou covered her mouth, hiding the upward curve of her lips.

In truth, the little devil inside her was practically flying with joy.

Where is Little Mute now? Is she thinking of me too?

Finally suppressing her expression, she lifted her chin proudly and declared, “I’m just too amazing. I wonder whose dream girl I am now?”

The bullet comments: …

Can we take back all the compliments we gave her?

She’s utterly shameless.